Thief of Time - Vat

In some place that had not existed before, and only existed now for this very purpose, stood a large,
gleaming vat.

'Ten thousand gallons of delicate fondant sugar cream infused with essence of violet and stirred into dark chocolate,' said Chaos. 'There are also strata of hazelnut praline in rich butter cream, and areas of soft caramel for that special touch of delight.'

SO ... YOU'RE SAYING THAT THIS VAT COULD EXIST SOMEWHERE IN A TRULY INFINITE EVERYWHERE AND THEREFORE IT CAN EXIST HERE? said Death.

'Indeed,' said Chaos.

BUT IT NO LONGER EXISTS IN THE PLACE WHERE IT SHOULD EXIST.

'No. It should, now, exist here. The maths is easy,' said Chaos.

AH? WELL, MATHS, said Death dismissively. GENERALLY I NEVER GET MUCH FURTHER THAN SUBTRACTION.

'In any case, chocolate is hardly a rare commodity,' said Chaos. 'There are planets covered in the stuff.'

REALLY?

'Indeed.'

IT MIGHT BE BEST, said Death, IF NEWS LIKE THAT DID NOT GET ABOUT. He walked back to where Unity was waiting in the darkness.

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The Thief of Time - p357